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Originally Posted by Mike Andrew
You mean aside from trip wires, Sharpie glasses, engine bombs/whistlers and stuff like that?
Still enjoy a few Stink Bombs and Liquid Ass at rugby post match socials.
No choice in aging but have chosen to remain immature forever.
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Thank you for that. Did watch my 10 year old son at a party crush one of those liquid ass ampules on a basketball floor. One of those late night lock in gatherings. It was sweet watching the crowd disperse. I remained silent but was sporting a smirk. I was there at midnight to pick him up.
I got into making smoke bombs in the early 70's. Drugstore sold me saltpeter, sulphur, charcoal and large plastic prescription bottles (go figure). Rocket fuse from the local hobby store.
Giant quonset hut Roller Skating rink with massive intake fans at the rear of structure - but at ground level.
I engaged the device, hauled ass and cleared the place.
It made the news.
Mind you, two years afterwards I took acid and went to see the Exorcist.
Several years after that I graduated Magna Cum Laude with an accounting degree.
There is a genuine danger zone when young but some of the foolishness can be appreciated even when leaving middle age.